G to the B (feat. Fk Hershey)

From the G to the B
From the B to the G
Any other way we gon still have to eat
Let me get a plate at the table we gon feast
Do this for my family I need us eating big thanksgiving
Getting sped you can hear how I'm heaven gifted
No kiddin' ima get it when its time to get it
No fishing how I hook em and I get to reelin
I'm the realest fk on the map like its Clemson
Fk the family
That's my blood my brother like we splashin'
From a thug to another get to stackin'
Playing keys Stevie Wonder get to stackin'
Get the cheese and the cutter cause I'm mackin'
Throwin' dimes Montana ima pass it
Throwin' dimes Montana ima pass it
The ep but it still got heat
No et yall ain't neva seen
Don't touch me with the finger cause I get the pole
Like Bubbly shake it up ima explode
My buddy gon pass it to Lubo
More money more problems ima solve em all
Like I'm cummin don't stop it ima get it off
Like Batman and Robin we gon spin it off

We gon spin it off
We jus' might spin the block
Custom Glock 19 that bih spittin' like a chop
From the G to the beezy same fam different blocks
From the beezy to the gates stop n go to stop n shop
Come shop
What chu need everything in stock
I won't drop to my knees I don't care if you a cop
Niggas leeching like fleas every flea gettin' popped
I know niggas who got shot they don't leave without the mop
We hot
Fk at the top
Fk 1k finesse gang 'til I drop
Won't let a nigga take me I don't care if he plot
Must be retarded stereotype ass jock
Ep got you feigning like rock
Got a tad bit here but you really wanna lot
And my nigga ain't here but we still got shit to drop
From the G to the B 10 toes no socks
We gon spin it off
Fk Lubo and Hershey bangout like boondocks
Niggas don't want smoke clip full of moon rocks
Aint no band in this bitch drum thumpin' like a boom box
Pop a nigga in his shit he gon fall or moonwalk
Got the sauce tell that nigga keep his juice box
Westgate LBE same fam 2 blocks
LME Mo way Dre world all I got